I never thought I had the ability to miss someone, but here I am, laying in bed, crying my eyes out. I miss Todd so much. I miss having his body close to mine. I miss his smell. I miss his kisses.
The way he was texting me tonight seemed like he didn’t want to talk. I don’t know what it was. I just felt like he didn’t like me anymore. I always thought his feelings toward me were stronger than mine toward him, but I don’t think that is the case anymore.
I love him so much it hurts. It’s killing me laying in my bed alone right now.
things got intense today.
i put my hands under his shirt and rubbed his back and chest.
he really really enjoyed that.
we started to kiss more.
he rubbed my lower back and it extended to my thighs, lower and lower.
he finally put his hand under my vest to touch my skin.
it was beautiful and it tickled.
i grabbed his ass.
he loved that because he then grabbed mine.
he kissed my neck over and over again.
i kissed him everywhere.
he said he wanted me.
he said i had no idea how bad he wanted me.
he told me he loved me.
Today, joanne taped my tips to my desk. keith said i should get even with her. so he supplied me with a shoe lace and zip ties. When he gave me the zip ties, he gave me this smirk. Like sassy kind of smirk. I then tied her bag zippers together.
She wanted to get even with Keith then, knowing he was the one who gave me the stuff. She tied all his zippers together and then tied his bag to a crate.
I love this place.
It was 9:45, and Keith wanted me to stay longer. Why? Who knows! There was nothing to do really, other then roll cutlery. He said he wanted me to stay and keep Katie in check. Hahaha… okay.
He then let me go at 10:08, when Tamysn got there. Weird?
When I was leaving, he was outside smoking.
He asked me when he’d see me next. I said never, I work nothing but overnights. He said “I didn’t schedule any with me?” NOPE! He said at lest you don’t have to see Vernon. I told him what I think of Vernon. I told him I didn’t like him, and that he was an idiot. He smiled at that.
Then he said “I wonder what you say about me behind my back.” I told him nothing. He said, “No, I know.” Then we talked about the old days. How he worked here since it opened, like 19 years ago… how he’s always done the same stuff. How it use to be busy. And stuff.
Then we went our separate ways.
I love him.
I wonder what he thought of his bag being tied…
Keith leaned up against me the other day to reach something, and he’s side felt very boney to me.
Last night I had a dream that he hugged me.
He gave me his skype account name. He asked me what mine was, does this mean that he wants me to add him? What else?
Keith had this rubber glove. He blew it up and put it to his stomach and said “maaoo.” He then continued to talk to Vernon, and then blew it up again and this time put it to his head and “cockooo.” Both made me laugh. I love him so much.
He just kept talking to me, the small things. Like saying “I’m hungry. I didn’t eat today.” Asking me how I was, when I got there. Asking me again later if I was still tired.
Be bumped up with his shoulder when he was joking with me about my father.
He and Vernon made fun of me for loosing a cork, which I didn’t. Then they kept bugging me about it.
Keith is a beautiful man.
Keith brought me a fortune that said:
You tend to draw out the love in others.
He then said something like how that is not him. I told him, no, definitely not. And he said, “See! Even you know. I’m asking people who have known me longer.”
This lady made an order over the phone, and she got numbers 3 and 4 confused, thinking they were the opposite things. When she gets there to pick it up, she looks at the menu and smacks my shoulder “you wereeeee right!” And then Keith says “She’s good, isn’t she?”
I was there until like 11:30, because of some gift card thing. I think it was the system, because Logan and I couldn’t find the lost bill. It’s like it went from one to the other. When I was leaving, I went to get a drink. Keith was there, he said “go home girl.” I then went out back to check the schedule, he went to the clock cards and yelled, “go home Mirella!”
He then came over and Logan came in too. Logan asked about the iPhone and how texting is on it. I let him try it out and stuff. Keith talked about his phone, apparently it was his daughters. We talked about that for a while, and then we reach a moment where Keith and I get stare at each other, and he has this soft smile. I then grab my shoes and say “bye!”
Logan laughs and Keith smiled and said bye.
I love them.
On the new schedule, I work with Keith… All the time. We have the same days off, basically.
Nicaela: What did you do for your 19th birthday?
Mirella: I went to school.
Keith knows I’m not a party-er. Nicaela asked me where I would recommend to go dance and get a drink. I told her I was the wrong person to ask. Keith then said “yeah, she’s not a party-er.” He said the things he likes to drink, the bars don’t offer because it’s expensive.
Keith is 46 and he doesn’t have a man cave. He’s birthday always came during exam week (in April) so he could never go out.
He gave advice on how to get drunk and not have a hangover. He said to drink a glass of water with every glass of alcohol. He said to take tylenol before bed.
Keith and I told Nicaela that she should never come to the Diplomat after she’s had some drinks, to eat. I said it was embarrassing, and he agreed.
I told him that the question “Which combo could have sweet and sour chicken with pineapple?” is a trick question. For the longest time, Nicaela kept saying that the number 1 is the only one. Keith kept giving me these “oh god” glances. He then said, “I see what you mean that it’s a trick question.” I then had to say “which COULD.”
She understood then.
God. I love Keith.
I ask Keith for a host. He gives me a host, a phone person, and a busser.
I love him beyond words.